Chapter Sixty: The Ghostly Shadow of the Underworld

  In the vast expanse of time, years are not counted, and time flows incessantly. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years - all just a snap of the fingers. The land of the Primordial Chaos gradually entered a period of prosperity, with new life being born continuously. There were the weak and the strong, as well as some great beings with divine powers. This was a world not lacking in spiritual energy, where the primordial aura filled every space. Various living creatures strived to cultivate their abilities, increasing their power - this was necessary for survival. All living creatures in the Primordial Chaos knew that if you didn't want to become someone else's food, you had to be stronger than others; sometimes it was just luck.

  The primordial spirits of the Desolate Era fought each other for various reasons, either because of heavenly treasures and spiritual materials, or because they challenged each other. Different races often engaged in life-and-death battles.

  After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, his own cultivation has made rapid progress, but it has been over ten thousand years since he reached the perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he still can't make the final breakthrough.

  "Zulong's warm and gentle voice would occasionally resurface in Ao Cang's mind: 'Ao Cang, remember that cultivation is not just about closed-door meditation, you should fight more often. Our dragon tribe are born war gods, we must make the entire Hong Huang tremble under our roar.'"

  Now, Ao Guang is also considered a half-expert in the vast wilderness, because he knows that at this time, all the major beings with great divine powers are either cultivating or transforming, and the stronger they are, the harder it is for them to transform. However, their divine powers after transformation are naturally even greater. The one who discovered this situation was the ancestor of the dragon clan, Zu Long, which has been nearly 100,000 years ago. What surprised Ao Guang was that Zu Long had not transformed yet. This kind of confidential matter was also something he only had the right to know after entering the core layer.

  He didn't encounter any major challenges on the way, and when he met a beast that didn't open its eyes, he slapped it flying. He looked at the rugged mountains, either steep cliffs or towering peaks, and savored the wonders of creation. He looked at the strange flowers and grasses, either competing with each other in beauty or standing out alone, and felt the vibrant vitality within. The struggles in this vast and chaotic world seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he was calmly contemplating the natural way when a loud noise suddenly came, disrupting his hard-won harmony with nature, instantly making him furious.

  "Hand over the spiritual treasure quickly, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you'll be reduced to ashes and regret it too late!" A middle-aged man in mid-air said to another person.

  "You... You Qilin Clan are so shameless! Seeing my treasure and thinking of plundering it, you're not even worthy of being human!" Another one looked somewhat dejected, with clothes torn and a few drops of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It's clear that he was seriously injured.

  "Hum! How can you say that the Heavenly Spirit Treasure is yours? Moreover, the Pre-Heavenly Spirit Treasure is possessed by those who have virtue. What merits do you, a small dragon clan child, have to possess this treasure?" The middle-aged Qilin clansman said unyieldingly, with an air of righteousness and justice in his words.

  He cursed inwardly: Shameless!

  The young dragon tribe roared loudly and transformed into a giant dragon body to attack his opponent.

  "Hum! You don't know life or death, and you dare to resist me, a Golden Immortal, with your Heavenly Immortal realm. Since you're so ignorant of the consequences, I'll let you lose your soul!" The qilin was enraged when it saw that a small creature dared to attack it,

  Ao Cang sighed in his heart, he himself had gone through this step by step, a strong movement in his heart, a powerful breath was released.

  That Qilin was just about to raise its hand to destroy the opponent, when a strong aura locked itself in place, and it suddenly felt a shock. Its entire body was nailed in mid-air by the dragon clan youth, who slapped it with his tail and saw that the powerful being did not have any intention of killing, so he took advantage of the opportunity to escape far away.

  Ao Cang saw the departure of the opponent's consciousness and did not stop him. He wrapped a jade bottle with his spiritual power and floated it towards the young dragon clan, who was about to get up and leave.

  The young dragon tribe member bowed and said: "Senior, slow down!" As he spoke, he handed over a bundle of radiant, shimmering objects.

  Ao Cang strained his divine eyes, but still couldn't see the object in that mass of auspicious light. He said to the young dragon, "No need, you keep it!"

  The young man said: "I still hope that seniors will accept it. One is to repay the kindness of saving one's life, and two, I also don't have the ability to protect this family heirloom."

  "Inside that jade bottle is a healing holy medicine refined by our dragon clan, quickly take one, the Heavenly Spirit Treasure belongs to those who have fate with it, since you discovered it, it has fate with you."

  The young man insisted: "Please accept it from me" and swallowed an immortal pill, throwing the ball of auspicious light to the ground and rising into the air.

  Ao Cang was taken aback, shaking his head. He had no choice but to capture the ball of light in his hand and use his magical powers to suppress it. To his surprise, it turned out to be a damaged crescent-shaped spiritual treasure that was neither gold nor iron, with a black-red body that was incredibly heavy. Just as he was about to pick it up, the treasure suddenly emitted a burst of light and produced a powerful pulling force that shot straight towards his fingers. Ao Cang was shocked, realizing that if he didn't let go, his five fingers would be severed. He hastily withdrew the suppressing power from the spiritual treasure, which then spun out of control and flew into the sky. He couldn't help but mock himself, saying: "I'm truly not fated to have it, what a pity about this spiritual treasure." A strand of divine consciousness followed the light as it disappeared into the distance.

  After a moment, Ao Cang was suddenly shocked, and that ray of light actually flew towards the direction of the Blood Sea.

  Under the bloody sea is the underworld, right? This crescent-shaped relic is probably a part of that Heaven-Devouring Sword. Is Luo Yu going to be reborn again? Ao Cang was suddenly startled by his own speculation and broke out in a cold sweat for his entire life.

  A dark and gloomy haze pervades the underworld, an aura of death hangs in the air, a fierce killing intent soars, and a bloody atmosphere is overwhelming.

  That fell behind was wrapped in a layer of black fog, staring at the Yellow Spring Road: "Fellow Taoist, still unwilling to return that sealed spirit treasure, then blame me for refining your entire blood sea."

  "Since you know the outcome, why bother asking. Don't think that after tens of thousands of years you've recovered, humph, I've also refined my congenital spiritual treasure." As he spoke, he let out a loud shout, and his hands grasped a mysterious seal, stirring up a powerful force that churned the entire Nine Serene Yellow Springs. A series of blood-red banners rose from within, instantly surrounding Luo Yu.

  "Yellow Spring Daoist friend, it's been tens of thousands of years since we last met, and your powers have increased greatly. This Blood River Grand Array is even more extraordinary than before. But do you think you can really suppress me?" As he spoke, he also threw out a series of mysterious hand seals, creating layers of illusions that made it hard for the eyes to keep up. Only then could one see thin wisps of black smoke emerging from his hand prints, swirling and dancing around them, accompanied by wave after wave of spatial fluctuations.

  "A loud shout of 'Condense!' burst forth from his mouth. A strange binding force radiated out in all directions, like a stone being thrown into still water, sending ripples outward."

  Huang Quan suddenly felt that the sealed land of the remnants was born with a strong force, wrapping around the remnants and fiercely impacting his own formation.

  Huang Quan busily struck out a series of seal decisions, and in an instant the entire Blood River Great Array was activated. Taking the initiative to strike first would give him the upper hand; as long as he could heavily injure Luo Yu, he would have time to continue cultivating and solidify his own Da Luo Golden Immortal realm.

  In the great array, blood energy is boiling, and a mist of blood floats in the air. A shocking killing aura and resentment aura burst into the sky. Then, countless resentful spirits emerge from the depths of the Nine Springs Yellow Spring. These resentful spirits and heroic spirits are the remnants of the Honghuang world's dead souls over tens of thousands of years, including some great divine beings who died without a place for their souls to rest, drifting aimlessly in the world, refined by the sea of blood, forming resentful spirits.

  These vengeful spirits were shrouded in a sea of blood, forming one grotesque monster after another, which pounced on Luo Yu.

  Luóu gave a faint smile, the curved horns on his head shot out a dark and sinister killing intent, instantly cutting the swarming monsters into pieces.

  "Huang Quan said: 'It's useless, these Asura monsters are indestructible in my Blood River Array. The amount of spiritual energy you can absorb is limited. I'll see how much spiritual energy you have to spare. Once your spiritual energy is depleted, I'll take good care of you, haha!'"

  Luo's heart stirred, and countless almost imperceptible blood shadows pounced on him. A black lotus floated under his feet, emitting a strange glow that swallowed up the blood shadows cleanly. He coldly sneered in his heart: "I still don't know your Blood God Seed, thinking of launching a sneak attack."

  Huang Quan saw Luo Yu's sacrifice of the black lotus and sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that this heavenly material and earthly treasure would really fall into his hands. My own Blood God Son has already been refined to a state of colorlessness and tastelessness. I had planned to take advantage of his carelessness and pounce on him to suck out all the essence from his body. Who would have thought!"

  Luo's heart suddenly produced a strange and inexplicable joy, he hastily accelerated his calculations, secretly thinking to himself: "Good, good!" He sat cross-legged on the black lotus, mobilizing even more spiritual energy to cast out hand seals, the broken remnants of the Devouring Heaven Halberd within his body fiercely bursting out, emitting a faint dark red glow.

  Huang Quan saw the Devouring Heaven Halberd burst out of Luo Yu's body, and was greatly shocked. Could it be that Luo Yu was going to counterattack? The ferocity of Luo Yu was still deeply etched in his mind, and over the tens of thousands of years, the other party's strength was definitely not ordinary either.

  At this time a mass of auspicious clouds rushed into the sea of blood, and strangely, the sea of blood around the auspicious clouds was actually refined, forming strands of white gas.

  Huang Quan was shocked and said, "Could it be that there is an unrefined remnant of the Sky Devouring Halberd?" He hastily withdrew his Blood River Great Array, but it was already too late. The ray of light directly pierced through his own Blood River Great Array and flew towards the Sky Devouring Halberd.

  Huang Quan watched as his several Blood River Banners were blown to shreds, feeling extremely depressed in his heart. How could he be so unlucky? He had finally managed to suppress a fragment of the Heaven-Devouring Sword that contained innate divine virtues, only for another one to fly over from the Hongyuan.

  The remaining fragments of the Sky-Piercing Halberd shattered by the Heavenly Way contain immense opening-heaven merit before being refined, and are the nemesis of its own Blood River Grand Array.

  Luohua burst out laughing, looking at the self-destructing Blood River Array, secretly thinking that he still had this opportunity. He looked at the rainbow light merging into his Heaven-Devouring Halberd. With a wave of his hand, a black lotus shot out a strange power, refining the merits of the Moon Tooth Relic. For an evil demon like himself, the Heavenly Merit was poison, and would only dispel the evil energy, killing energy, and death energy on his body.

  But this black lotus didn't know why it was capable of containing nothing, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

  A cold light flashed in Huang Quan's eyes, and Luo Yu was definitely not going to get out of this alive. If he didn't take action first, he would be the one to suffer. A burst of murderous aura exploded from his body, condensing into two sinister swords that transformed into a thousand-foot-tall giant, slashing down at Luo Yu.